Dream

I lay awake, eyes closed it's you i see,
cold at night i wish for you to craddle me.
Sometimes i feel the pain is just too much to bare,
but then i smile and remember to dream,
your always there !

Always the chocolate cake never the sponge!

Always the chocolate cake never the sponge!
But what if this chocolate cake wants to be a sponge?
What if she cannot handle the icing thats placed upon her?
She’s so sweet but things soon turn sickly.
You confuse me!
I had it all planned out in my head,
Until you came along and made me think about what you said,
And now I can’t decide.
My decision is split,
And now I’m not entirely sure about where I can fit.
In this world all to familiarly full of pain,
I’m sick of playing this stupid game.
The stakes are too high; I cannot take it any more,
I’m fed up of being called a tease and a whore.
So now can you see?
This just isn’t me!
I am a sponge so everyone …
PLEASE LET ME BE!

Far

Every time I think you’re feeling down

Every time I sense you frown

A beat will miss, deep in my heart,

When I think of us so far apart.

Every time I think of you so far away

I look forward to that special day

Your eyes on me, your hand in mine,

they're we'll stay, we'll waste no time.

The broken

The vital organ, while still beating,

Will keep you alive, needing no healing.

When mine has been divided in half,

Needing your sealing,

How is this body, this shell still breathing?

It shatters like glass, when I hear your name being said,

Hearing about the tears you have shed and how I am to blame.

Each shard belongs to you to put together and protect,

Or is this vital organ…… my heart,

One possession, you will never collect?

It shatters like glass, when I hear your name being said,

Hearing about the tears you have shed and how I am to blame.

The vital organ, while still beating,

Will keep you alive, needing no healing.

While you are close its whole

Needing no sealing

Now I see why that body, that shell carried on breathing.

A masked reality

Like a mask upon my face at a masquerade;
i hide how i really feel, i escape my reality.
However when alone it re-escapes me.

The darkness comes over you like a disease
soon it will take over and i'll sink too deep
with no escape i can't struggle to my feet.
All you can do is let it consume you,
roll over and hold yourself together,
until it's over and you're free once more.

However are you free?
How can you be ?
When what you call reality is just a mask,
a simple mask to hide the truth.
To brighten the darkness.

A place to rest

Head on my knees, tears soaking through my jeans,
Legs pulled up towards my chest,
black mascara stains streaking my vest.
But yet it doesn't feel bizzare,
instead kind of nice.
The weight of my head falls down where it needs to be.
Until your here and my heads lying against your chest,
my knees are where my head shall stay and rest.